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Vintage Dress Starts a Fiasco
the vintage homecoming dress was donated in the middle of the night. This is a small town, in 1972. There were no security cameras. Sue, the shop owner had asked for vintage dresses for her window display. She had no idea what inferno of questions was going to come to her. Sue was new in town, did not know about Peggy Lee, who was missing. Twenty-two years now, and no one knew where she was or if she was alive. Peggy Lee’s mother was the first one in the store after the dress appeared. Demanding to know where it had come from, but the shop owner did not know. The police were there by two p.m. demanding answers. This dress had been made for Peggy Lee’s prom by her mother. Peggy Lee had disappeared that same night. Who had brought the dress? Sue was horrified; she truly did not know; she found it in a box on her stoop. The police took the dress out of the window. Would they bring it back? No one told Sue anything. The only person who knew anything stayed in a shadow, studying her mother. She was the same pushy woman, with gray hair now; she was glad to rile her.
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